I keep thinking that I will write all the things that happen to me. I am so shy to express my real feelings. What I feel I go through everyday from the moment I wake up. The physical effort, I feel is triple to what it used to be. But for every moment that passes I feel the HOPE of achieving my goals still.
I feel that my faith is gone however, I feel their spirits are around me still. It's something superior that keeps me strong. I think of one day getting out of these feeling I have about the way I am living without my leg. Meaning that I want to start using my prosthesis, but when? I ask myself many times. To be honest I have t quit smoking and after that first week I will start using it.
The closer I get to understand how to live a day by day, moment by moment I will concentrate on the things I need to do.
